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I can't sleep, I can't eat, I can't do anything but think about him. At night I dream of him, all da

I can't sleep, I can't eat, I can't do anything but think about him. At night I dream of him, all day I wait to see him, and when I do see him my heart turns over and I think I will faint with desire.
----Philippa Gregory, The Other Boleyn Girl



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